Tomorrow is opening day of baseball season in Seattle.
Today it was snowing when I left work. Large sloppy wet snow, but still, baseball, tax day, it is past the time for snow.
Nonetheless, I believe we will hold to our plan and walk to the game tomorrow, report to follow.
And for those Phillies and Tigers fans – my condolences.
I don’t remember Harry Kalas, but I do remember Mark Fidrych. And I wasn’t really a baseball fan at that point.
April 14, 2009 at 3:49 pm |
I am not a sports fan at all, although I have great respect for those who are, life would be boring if we were all interested in the same things, right? I got totally hooked on baseball for one short season, 1984, when the Tigers won the world series and I was waiting for Lizard Breath to be born. And she was, on October 23rd, after the series was won. A Tiger wife had her first baby a couple days before I had Liz and all the nurses, et al, were excited when a limo picked her up. My baby was picked up in a little blue Ford Fiesta.